We'll keep on running 'til we burn out the sun sun
It is an absolutely lovely day, and I am bored out of my mind because I have my period and I feel icky and I have cramps and I can't do anything fun.
Anywho, here is a list of things that I HATE, irrationally or otherwise:
Diane Sawyer. DIANE SAWYER.
Orange, the color.
A-Rod, who is Orange, the color.
Peeling potatoes.
Anyone who comments on Yahoo! anything.
People who CANNOT drive.
People from other places that come through my area of the world and have no idea how to get anywhere and drive like horrible.
Cramps.
People who are stupid on purpose.
People who cannot put things back where they found them in a store/library.
The noise my phone makes when I get a text.
Poor spelling/grammar. Like, extremely, stupidly poor spelling/grammar.
When people I like are in terrible movies.
Any sport that isn't baseball, but ESPECIALLY (American) football.
Most reality television. Especially "talent" related shows.
Michele Bachmann, her husband, and the horrible things they're trying to do to gay people who pass through their "Christian counseling" center.
Pretty much anything Orange, the color.
People who take historical fiction/television/movies as an absolutely accurate account of whatever they're recounting.
People who are so attached to the facts that they cannot enjoy historical fiction/television/movies and think that anyone who reads/watches such things must be a total moron.
Science.
Math.
OH GOD, I HATE SCIENCE AND MATH. I KNOW THEY ARE ESSENTIAL, BUT TELL ME NO MORE.
And la-dee-dah, so much more.
There is so much unhappiness in me, obviously.
Anywho, here is a list of things that I HATE, irrationally or otherwise:
Diane Sawyer. DIANE SAWYER.
Orange, the color.
A-Rod, who is Orange, the color.
Peeling potatoes.
Anyone who comments on Yahoo! anything.
People who CANNOT drive.
People from other places that come through my area of the world and have no idea how to get anywhere and drive like horrible.
Cramps.
People who are stupid on purpose.
People who cannot put things back where they found them in a store/library.
The noise my phone makes when I get a text.
Poor spelling/grammar. Like, extremely, stupidly poor spelling/grammar.
When people I like are in terrible movies.
Any sport that isn't baseball, but ESPECIALLY (American) football.
Most reality television. Especially "talent" related shows.
Michele Bachmann, her husband, and the horrible things they're trying to do to gay people who pass through their "Christian counseling" center.
Pretty much anything Orange, the color.
People who take historical fiction/television/movies as an absolutely accurate account of whatever they're recounting.
People who are so attached to the facts that they cannot enjoy historical fiction/television/movies and think that anyone who reads/watches such things must be a total moron.
Science.
Math.
OH GOD, I HATE SCIENCE AND MATH. I KNOW THEY ARE ESSENTIAL, BUT TELL ME NO MORE.
And la-dee-dah, so much more.
There is so much unhappiness in me, obviously.